Back to Prison

Well, my friends, I regret to inform you that I was sent back to the Chicopee State Prison for a brief stay over this past holiday weekend. First off my Daddy kidnapped in my Mommy's Jeep and drove me across county lines to the prison where I was greeted by the two familiar guards who proceeded to bend down and stare at me in my cell. It was very traumatic as you can imagine. Then finally my Mommy arrived and I thought I was safe only to have her and Daddy leave me for the entire long weekend. The guards daughter came to see me and insisted on being "my friend". I did not take to kindly to that and gave her a bite to defend myself only to have it met with retailation. I was thrown off into the cookie batter that was being made while the oven door was open the message was less than subtle. Now, I have cookie batter on my wing, but at least I have evidence of the brutality inflicted upon me. I am going to take pictures and call one of those personal injury attorneys today. The daughter is going to pay for this little incident! I am thankfully back home and I am not letting my Mommy leave my sight for a moment. I keeping tabs on her.